One of the toddlers told a joke during naptime the other day. He sat up on his mat and said "Mama, mama, mommy mommy....Da...dadada...daddy!" Then absolutely cracked up. His buddy on the next mat over started laughing, too, so it must have been a real knee-slapper.
Even though I didn't get the joke, it really made my day to watch the little guys giggle together.
I guess what I'm trying to say is that I'm feeling pretty good. And not just "pretty good for someone who got dumped last week," I'm doing pretty good in general. Although every time I start to feel REALLY good, someone goes and asks me "so how are you dealing with the breakup?", which makes me have to tell the whole damn story of how I got broken up with, which gets me in an itchy mood again.
Tonight is no exception. Continuing her streak of being a huge pain in the ass, JB insisted that she and I go out for dinner together. I'm not in the mood to spend the cash, nor do I want to have to go over the Kevin thing AGAIN, nor do I want to hear her compare the awesome guy she's dating now to the assfuck she was with in highschool/college [she still thinks that she and the assfuck are going to end up happily ever after. What a moron], nor do I want to hear her bitch about her job. Thankfully she connived Roomie into coming along so at least I won't be alone.
Going to my Bro's for the weekend was pretty spectacular. I got shithoused before noon, as planned, then got a delightful sunburn on my face and chest. It was awesome to see Bro, of course, and a few of our buddies from highschool came along for the ride, as well. One of them, as he is wont to do, he texted me about how nice my ass looked while I was taking a nap.
This coming weekend is a party at JB's guy's house. The last time he was around he had a slew of decently attractive man friends. I feel like it would be good for my self-esteem to get my makeout on.
Wish me luck. [I won't need it.]
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6 comments:
Sorry to hear about Kevin - but I'm glad you're back to blogging :-)
If you find something worthwhile in internet dating do let me know --- I'm about burnt out on the experience (and since I'm yet to find a happy ending, I suspect I'm not going to be able to turn these experiences into a memoir ;-)
Good Luck! (though you won't need it)
I loved the intro story. Made my night.
And I may have to insert "assfuck" into my vocabulary.
Luck anyway !
I miss talking to ya. Good to hear you are happy professionally. The personal life will work itself out. Have a wonderful weekend, sexy!!
I feel like in the good old days you would have posted a sun burned chest picture. Booo!
Anyway, I'm glad you're feeling good lately. Little kids always cheer me up, and that's why I'm glad I work with them.
shayna: i don't think it works out for anyone...all those success stories on the commercials have an undertone of something kinda pathetic. nobody really wants to tell their kids "oh, mommy and daddy met online"
mr o: may i also suggest "douchetard" and "fuckhat"
heff: thanks! [i didnt need it ;) ]
caplyst: when have i ever been worried about things working out in the end? other than all those times i complained to you about dying alone that is haha
dr ken: unlikely with the burn pic- ive had this super unattractive fungus [non-contagious] for like 2 years that leaves white spots in my tan, so since i burned i have awkward red spots. i guess i got too cocky and fate decided i needed something to be cripplingly self-conscious about for a change
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